Ben Boot (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} zenben) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Ben was on time for once, which was something of a miracle in and of itself. That he was the first to arrive was even more surprising, but he didn't think he'd be kept waiting long. Dressed in his usual club wear, tight jeans and a black t-shirt, he'd added a plaid button-up for dinner.
He was proven right on the not waiting long when he saw Melinda and Oliver walk up. "Hi, thanks for arranging this," he said, giving her a warm squeeze and smiling at Oliver. "Glad you could make it, Oliver. I hope you know what you're getting into with this group. I can't promise there won't be dancing on tables later." Once the alcohol started flowing, it was anything goes.